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Never did I dream before, Such a place could e'er be found, Where the tears of sorrow cease, Songs of endless joy abound. One who seldom ever sang, Now delights his voice to raise; Singing hymns with all the saints, Echoing the ceaseless praise. |
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Day by day the world goes on, Just as it has gone before. Millions grasp and clutch at life, Wond'ring if there could be more; Such was I and would be, yet Mercy found me out somehow; With what gratefulness I say, "I'm in God's own family now." |
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How delightful 'tis to know; How subjective, real, and sweet Is this inward joy of grace We experience when we meet; Life abundant Jesus gives As my full reality; Praise You, Lord, it's really true, I'm in Your own family. |
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At the closing of this age, Just before Your kingdom's dawn, May You gain a people, Lord, For Your dwelling place, Your home. Since for me You gave Your all, Everything I lay aside; For Your church my all I'd give, That You would be satisfied. |
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